Ex husband Goes Money Comes

Chapter 144

If it weren’t for him, this wouldn’t be a simple thing

Viola narro wed her cold myrs slightly looking domhtful when she gazed at Orlando

she pinched his cheeks harder.

if this month was filled with food. His ridy eyebrows furrowed, and he

Orlando’s cheeks bulged because of that looked like a poot dog with bright eyee

“I will believe you this time 11 1 find cont that you are still lying to me, I will immediately throw you into prison. I’ll see how long you can hold out before your subordinated get you out.”

After she finished speaking, she withdrew her hand in anger.

Orlando fell to the floor weakly

He was about to speak when he tasted the blood surging up his throat. He choked and coughed violently.

It was as if he was going to cough up everything he had eaten.

He wasn’t afraid of going to jail. Even if Viola threw him in, few people dared to do anything to him there. However, he didn’t want Viola to continue misunderstanding him.

“Well, if I lied to you, I would die a painful death.

Viola tilted her head and looked down at him again.

His face turned pale as he coughed with a fever. When he frowned, he looked miserable.

Perhaps it was because of the specific medicine that he seemed to suffer from a long illness.

Even Jimmy and Toby felt sympathetic when seeing his pitiful look.

But Viola was expressionless as she stared at Orlando, seeming to be thinking about something

After a while, she looked at Jimmy and Toby and said, “Who can go cook him some porridge?”

Jimmy and Toby looked at each other in confusion.

“Ms. Zumthor, I can fight for you, but I don’t know how to make porridge. I’ve never learned it before…”

Toby also said, “I don’t know either!”

Viola was at a loss for words.

She thought she might consider hiring a few bodyguards who could cook.

She looked at Orlando on the ground again and wondered if she should ask him to make it himself.

noticed her gaze and suddenly

She pursed her lips.

back to the

“Yes.”

saying that, Viola got up and went downstairs. She found the ingredients in the

the bed and then

you believe Mr. Caffrey’s

all. I only believe in the final evidence. If it’s really

to say, “Since he said that he

and see

“Okay.”

“Actually, I believe Mr.

Viola was cooking porridge when her hand

great power, and it was easy for him to take Anaya away. If he really

didn’t need

Viola didn’t speak.

what she meant. Since he admitted it directly, she didn’t think too much about

about it carefully, she thought there were indeed many loopholes in the details of

 weren‘t him, then

up in

 the one in the McGraw family

 did he find out that I‘m still alive and

 want to

 trying to do

was thinking about these, Toby was

“Ms. Zumthor, the porridge!”

Well, what‘s wrong?

Zumthor, the porridge

She reacted and quickly turned off

the bottom stuck to the

to investigate according to her instructions and then took a

of

to push the door open and enter when she saw him rolling up his trousers and applying

after kneeling last night, his entire knees and lower legs were covered with bruises. It

about the same time as her, his injuries

many times he had knelt, voluntarily or being forced by her, and the injuries on his body seemed to have

arrogant man had been

didn’t she feel

feeling that he had done enough

collected her thoughts, pushed open the door,

her, Orlando put down his trousers, covered himself with the quilt, and

to his bed, holding a bowl of porridge and stirring it with

her with burning eyes, feeling

pale lips with an expectant face, obediently waiting for her

porridge on without a glance at